The large stone building had it's lights on like most of the other establishments in the sleepless city, though the inhabitants of the school were up tonight for an entirely different reason than the populace of downtown Chicago.
 St. Saethryth's Academy had been on North State street for as long as anyone could remember; a privately funded and mysteriously prestigious institute that rarely opened its doors to the outside world.
 But the chaos of the city often distracted unwanted curiosity from the place, allowing the faculty and students to continue their unusual practices without much external interference.
 Within the cool corridors of the Academy, almost everything was silent: only the scuffling footsteps of Mr. Smith, the caretaker, could be heard echoing throughout the halls as he checked to make sure no students were lagging behind.
 The start of the school year would officially commence the next morning at seven fourty-three according to the information that the city's Board of Education had received, but in actuality, the students would begin their new term at midnight- right after the dean's speech.
 With only two exceptions, every individual, both faculty and students, had settled themselves in the East Wing Auditorium; a quiet roar of conversation forming as they waited to be addressed.
 Disorganised silence fell upon the crowd, with scattered murmurs and loud whispers of 'shhhh!' as their eyes fell upon the lone figure standing at the podium.
 With stark white hair and a skin tone that was barely darker, Tatiana Flenn's choice of inky-black attire only made her appearance more startling.
 "Good evening," her richly dark voice seemed to fill the space before her, "and welcome to another year at the Academy." Her ghostly lips formed a small smile before she continued, "For the new faces we have among us: we extend our guidance and hospitality to each and every one of you.
  "Now, I understand that not all of us are nocturnal, so I will try to make this brief," the dean glanced down at the paper in front of her, "Freshman will be woken up tomorrow morning at ten-oh-three by their aids for classification and to review their designated schedules. All counselors shall be active and on duty.
  "Also, anyone who wishes to change or advance classes must report to the North Tower for assessment by six o'clock tomorrow evening.
 "The Lower Hall is currently under construction and will not be entered by students for any sort of reason and the cafeteria will be open in twenty minutes.
 "Aids will now show their groups to their dormitories and everyone else needs to visit their mentor if they have not yet received their class itinerary." And with that, the headmistress was gone.
 Loud conversation broke out again and students restlessly stayed in their seats to allow the newcomers to exit the auditorium first.
 
 
 

Haruka stood in the middle of the hall, she was in the first year senior school but she had attended st-saethryth's since she was six years old. Being an only child of the head of one of the most promenent corperations in the world and a  famouse actress, people often assumed that she was very spoilet and much loved by her perfect pearnts. Much the oposite  is true infact. She has been ignored by her parents since she was born and showed that she wasnt the perfect child that they were hoping for, they couldent wait to drop her in this school. Haruka had barely seen her parents since she stopped going home in holidays at the age of nine.

"hey Haruka, cant stand there forever, we got to go!" That was her best firend Johnny. Well his real name was Chuulkanun Paumpusete, but he was yet to meet a person who could say it right so he just wants people to call him Johnny.

Just as Phil was about to turn towards the cafeteria, he felt something small crash into his back, surprising him. He turns back and sees a head full of long red hair, prompting him to look further down to which he sees a cute girl a few years his junior. What caught his attention most of all about this little girl is that she had two differently colored eyes, one brown, one green.

As of his usual reflex, Phil stiffens slightly in the presence of this girl. His lack of exposure to women have left him inexperienced towards them, but Phil has read many book, usually old romance novels, about how a man should treat a woman.

"Forgive me, my lady. I should not have stopped so suddenly." He took the girl's hand into his, bowed deeply and lightly kissed her hand. "Are you all right? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Phil looked at the read headed girl apologetically, "I'm sorry, miss, but I am also new to this school. So I am not sure where exactly it is."

The girl was showing signs of distress and in turn it was causing Phil an amount of distress as well. "However, I do have an idea of where the cafeteria is. If it is not too much trouble, would you like to join me? Maybe something sweet will make you fell better, I heard that the cookies there a very good."

After much concideration on wheither she really needed more than one friend, and 2 arguments with Johnny, Haruka decidend to aproch the two teens.

Haruka tried and almost always failed to avoid atention but being a tall, blond asian didnt help much and she tended to be insainly clumsy, so she avoided people as much as posible. but I might a well make an effort that way Johnny will leave me alone about it for the rest of the year. But as she apoched these two she noticed something quite strange.

Phil looks at the hand momentarily, then takes it and kisses it again. "A pleasure to meet you, Alma. My name is Philip, but most people just call me Phil."

As Phil pulls away from her hand, he noticed that there was a small cut on the back of her hand. "You seem to have cut yourself, Alma. Let me fix that."

Phil put his other hand over her bruise. Alma's wound grows warm and a calming sensation spreads to the rest of her body. It lasted only a second and the wound was no longer there. "There you go. Now shall we go to the cafeteria?"

Phil then presents his arm to her and waits for her response.

Phil walked to the cafeteria with Alma by his arm. His heart thumped in nervousness but showed no other sign.

"Ah..." was all he could say when he reached the cafeteria as the entire places was filled with people. "So many people" he said delightedly, seeing so many people gather in the same place for the first time lit a small fire in his heart. Even the number of girls that roughly took up half the entire cafeteria, which would make him nervous, did not bother him.

With stars in his eyes he went around looking for a place to sit. He found two vacant seats beside a group of people. "Scuse me," he said to a girl, "but is anyone sitting her?"

The sudden approach of Phil took the girl aback before she blushed slightly with Phil's face so close to her's. "Err, no."

"Magnificent. May me and my friend sit here beside you all?"

The group looked astounded at Phil as he looked at all of them starry eyed. "You may?"

"Splendid! Please excuse me Alma." Phil said and seated Alma before joining the the queue for food with great enthusiasm.